“Oh! Monday, my dear, good fellow!” said Clara, in a low voice.
“What de matter, Missy?” asked Monday.
“The pirates are massacring all the passengers who escaped the wreck!”
“How did you get away?”
“Entirely through Mr. Mole’s sagacity. He saw Koosh and his bloodthirsty tigers approaching. With commendable alacrity he advised me to fly with him. We did so, little thinking that we should come in contact with you in the cane brake.”
“I’se pretty near eberywhere when there’s anything goin’ on, Missy,” replied Monday.
“Have you seen anything of Jack?” asked Clara.
“Yes, ma’am, he up side ob de country, lilly way, at hotel called ‘Calabar,’ at Pilgrim’s Rest. Harry with him, and eberyting comfortable. He got release from pirates by paying out money.”
“That is good.”
“You glad to hear that?”